Kuai Chuan is not a person

The snow-white and small rabbit in the bamboo basket opened its eyes, thinking about life with complicated expressions.

He is doing a step-by-step math problem.

If one hundred rabbit hairs are needed to twist one yarn, how many rabbit hairs are needed to weave a scarf?

The answer is: he is going to be bald, and he is about to become the first hairless rabbit.

Wen Xi made up for his hairless appearance, which made the rabbit tremble. After being so frightened, he remembered that the rabbit fur that he had fallen off since he was a child was stored in the ring, and he took it out and piled it on the table. Fluffy a hill.

Wen Xi let out a long sigh, rested his chin on the table and looked at those soft furs, racking his brains to figure out how to weave a scarf.

In the end, under the guidance of the father of the system, he used the little spiritual power in his body to knead the soft rabbit fur into a thicker wool rope, and then stared at the soft and white thread like ramen noodles in a daze.

He sat motionless for a long time, then stood up abruptly after a while, fetched paper and brush, and patiently sharpened the ink, carefully sketching the style of a scarf on the drawing paper.

He originally wanted to dye the entire scarf light brown and weave a cute little white rabbit on it, but he was mercilessly hit by the system.

System: "I suggest you be more self-aware."

Wen Xi lowered his head, feeling that what the system said was very reasonable, so he changed the scarf into a black pattern on a white background, a monotonous white field, with a rabbit outlined in black thread woven on it.

System: "Actually, this is too difficult for you."

Wen Xi put the brush down, but hesitated: "I always think it's a bit too simple, will Chu Lan not like it?"

The system said indifferently: "Hehe."

Would he not like what the little rabbit wove?

System "He must have accepted it ecstatically as if he had found a treasure. He kissed the rabbit on the scarf a hundred times a day. He wears the scarf all year round in spring, summer, autumn and winter. From now on, he will be integrated with the scarf."

Wen Xi muttered: "Then...that's no need, I'm right in front of him, why is he so precious with a scarf?"

system:"……"

I really want a scarf to wrap around gay things in gays.

Wen Xi simply took all the threads he had kneaded, spread a small blanket on his knees, and clumsily cut two bamboo branches to make needles, wound the threads on the needles in a manner, lowered his head and solemnly weave.

……

In fact, I don't know how to knit at all.

Wen Xi: "System, give me a video tutorial."

System: "I'm dead."

Wen Xi weaved for several days with unyielding vigor, seeing the crooked net as big as a hand barely weaved, almost burst into tears.

Some things really require talent.

However, when applying the medicine every day, he saw Chu Lan's hesitant to speak, with expectant, shining eyes, he couldn't say no to refuse, and he closed the door and went back to pick up the sweater needle with a bitter face, while knitting a scarf While accepting systematic verbal humiliation.

System: "Tsk, your hands are so beautiful."

System: "It's a mistake, hahahaha, in fact, you took the wrong line again just now."

System: "Are you knitting a mask, like a duckling."

Wen Xi: "..."

I really want to poke his dog's head with the long needle in my hand.

He let out a long sigh, and looked at the crumpled thing in his hand in a complicated way. It condensed his growth process from childhood to adulthood, and it also contained the history of the system's humiliation, blood and tears that he had suffered in the past few days like a public execution.

How could he give this kind of thing away?

The door was pushed open with a creak, and a small head poked out. Wen Xi looked up, and beckoned him to come in.

He used to think that there were only wolves in the wolf clan, but later he found out that Yunwu Mountain was under their jurisdiction, and all the spirited little monsters in the mountain were under the protection of Chu Lan.Chu Lan was afraid that he would be inconvenient to move alone, so she sent someone to take care of him. His name was Mo Gu, who was a fine mushroom with round eyes and round face, and he was round.

Mo Gu was sneaky, looked back, and after making sure that there was no one around, he carefully closed the door.

His voice was extremely low, and he whispered like a thief: "Miss Wen, do you know what the day after tomorrow is?"

Wen Xi raised his eyebrows and shook his head: "Is there anything special?"

Mogu: "Our king's birthday."

Wen Xi: "!"

Mogu saw him refreshed, knowing that he was implying success, and left with a smile hiding his achievements and fame.

Wen Xi in the room fell into deep thought.

So Chu Lan reached out to him for a gift, was it because he was celebrating his birthday?Wen Xi grabbed the clutter that he wanted to throw away, patiently dismantled it, and wove it again.

System: The power of love is really great.

Chu Lan squatted on the ground, pinched Wen Xi's ankle with her fingers, pressed a little force on the wound, and asked softly, "Does it still hurt?"

Wen Xi shook his head: "I don't feel anything."

Actually he lied.

Although the faint tingling pain under the flesh disappeared, the touch of the warm palm against the skin of the ankle was magnified countless times. The heat evaporated from the bottom to the top, and his cheeks were a little flushed.

so cute……

Chu Lan suppressed the scream in her heart, coughed twice, and said calmly: "It should be fine, and you can move around freely in the future."

Wen Xi's eyes lit up when he heard these words, it was inconvenient for him to travel, he was always bored in the room, and he was almost turning into a moldy rabbit.

When he is in a good mood, his eyes are black and bright, and the corners of his lips are raised unconsciously, revealing a sweet dimple, and his cheeks are slightly puffed up, which is already clear and tender, making people want to kiss him even more.

If you can't kiss, you can touch it.

Chu Lan stretched out her hand and pinched his cheek, opened her mouth, and thought for a while before asking, "I...how is my scarf?"

Wen Xi's heart skipped a beat, and he said vaguely, "It should, it should be soon."

Chu Lan smiled, and her voice was surprisingly gentle: "Can we weave it before the day after tomorrow?"

He suddenly laughed, the deep and magnetic laughter made people's legs break.

Wen Xi's ear was almost pregnant with a wolf cub by Su, and his whole rabbit was dizzy by Su, and he couldn't help nodding.

Chu Lan was aroused by curiosity, and tentatively said: "Can you give me a first look? Just a look."

Wenxi nodded like a chick pecking at rice, and was taken aback when he heard the reaction clearly. Like a basin of cold water being poured from his head, he woke up instantly.

He drooped his rabbit ears, turned around, and slowly, like a little snail moving its nest, he took out a crumpled thing from under the quilt.

What an ugly thing.

Chu Lan was startled.